It’s a hot July in North Carolina. That’s nothing new. These days as I walk through the woods, I see wild blackberries growing along the path. It’s blackberry picking season, which is also a season full of childhood memories. I remember as a young girl walking the railroad tracks up to Maw Beale’s house. Maw … More When Blackberries Are More Than Blackberries: Memories of Another Time
Stewartia pseudocamellia. It’s a rainy Sunday morning in my part of North Carolina. It looks to be pretty much rainy the next few days. That’s ok with me, the more water that nature provides for my garden, the less I have to. Plus, my rain barrels fill up, irritating pollen gets washed away, and I … More Rainy Sunday Gardening
Roses, authenticity, everything which is yes. “The rose is without why; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.” ~~Angelus Silesius “To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” ~~Ralph Waldo … More A Rose is a Rose is a Rose
It’s that time, again. So much is happening in the spring woods in March. There are a lot of wildflowers coming into bloom! Some are so small, or well camouflaged, that you have to look closely to see them. I always look forward to the day that I walk in the woods and spot something … More The Woods are Alive with Atamasco Lilies
I’m in Hellebore Heaven! Here’s a few from my garden: March is one of my favorite months in the garden. There is so much new life–flora and fauna. The days are warmer, but still cool enough for long sleeves, which is perfect because I spent the afternoon digging out poison ivy roots before they have … More Hellebore Heaven
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
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